What to do, what to do, what to do?

Trying hard to seem mysterious while wrestling with you for fun

Marry me, marry me, marry me

Close your eyes and bite your lip and in a second it'll be all done

I thought you thought that I was pretty but it turns out that you really took an interest in the things I had to say

So what

Happens now?

You thought I thought you were an evening's entertainment nothing more but now we're pissed and trading secrets on the floor

So what

Happens now?

I don't know what my name is, but I can remember yours

Two vowels and two syllables and feminine, but not one you hear very often these days

I don't know who your friends are but you seem to know all mine

Two of my best friends are laughing at your joke and one makes a face that I don't recognise

How's it going, what you doing, what's been happening since when we talked before?

Oh, that's nice for you I'm sure that you're having fun and having such a lovely time

These nights are transient, there's nothing in each episode that can't be washed away

By the onset of the day

But here you are still standing